On the battlefield,
Sian, leading his God Clan army, retreated openly. Xia Min’ao shouted fiercely but made no move to intercept Sian.
The war at this moment seemed absurd.
From beginning to end, the God Clan had orchestrated a play, resulting in the deaths of Shentu and Xunhe, killed by their own kin.
Fei Lei sacrificed his life, turning Shentu into a traitor of the God Clan, and He Li seized the opportunity to kill Shentu.
Sian then became a God Clan traitor, and He Li used this to help Sian kill Xunhe.
The battlefield shifted. The two peak Desolate Lords of the Desolate Clan were taken away by He Li, their fate unknown. Both of the God Clan's most powerful Divine Lords were dead, and He Li was also gone.
In the midst of the battlefield, among the God Clan, apart from Xia Ye Qi, Yi Yao possessed the highest cultivation. In terms of raw cultivation and divine power, Yi Yao was superior to Xia Ye Qi.
However, Yi Yao dared not act rashly or harbor any ill intentions. He looked at Xia Min’ao, who was holding the battlefield with his Realm God cultivation, and his heart turned cold. He knew these people would eliminate Shentu and Xunhe, but he never imagined it would be done in such a manner, both ludicrous and remarkably open.
One was killed for becoming a traitor,
The other was directly killed by a traitor.
Now, the Desolate Clan on the battlefield was stronger than the God Clan, and the tide of war had turned in favor of the Desolate Lords. Were they truly going to disregard the outcome of this war?
Clearly, the Desolate Clan had noticed this as well. Led by several Desolate Lords, they gradually pressed towards the God Clan.
Xia Min’ao’s expression grew solemn. Looking across the battlefield, the God Clan was at a comprehensive disadvantage, beginning to contract their lines passively and forced into a defensive stance.
The battlefield became a true meat grinder, a bloody storm. No matter how many gods fell from the sky, perished, could satisfy this colossal beast of a grinder. They all turned into fragments, dust, with crimson and deep blue blood splattered in every corner of the battlefield.
Streams of divine light, lines of divine runes, filled the battlefield. Roars, wails, and enraged battle cries seemed to shake the very heavens.
"Release the Desolate Beast army!" a Desolate Lord roared. Immediately, two Desolate Lords broke free from their engagements, soared into the sky, and together opened a bone gate thousands of feet high. Countless desolate beasts poured out from the bone gate, roaring as they charged towards the battlefield.
Like cannonballs, they attacked the God Clan formations with suicidal assaults.
"This cannot continue!" Chong Ming, positioned at the rear flank of the battlefield, looked at the bone gate in the sky and prepared to reveal his true form, flying towards it.
"I'll go!" Huo Li Da Ming Wang did not hesitate, reaching out to grab Chong Ming's shoulder and shooting towards the bone gate like an arrow.
"Huo Li!" Chong Ming stumbled two steps, shouting at Huo Li Da Ming Wang.
Huo Li Da Ming Wang did not look back. He revealed his true form in mid-air, covered in magma. His body, hundreds of feet tall, continued to grow, reaching nearly ten thousand feet in an instant.
The four Demon Kings stared blankly at the nearly ten-thousand-foot-tall Huo Li Da Ming Wang.
Ya Yu said dazedly, "A ten-thousand-foot body, the Supreme Realm. Huo Li Da Ming Wang has ascended to true Supremacy."
Jin Wu glanced silently at Huo Li Da Ming Wang, then turned to charge towards the Desolate Beast army at the rear flank, coldly stating, "Do your own jobs. Huo Li has his own plans."
Chong Ming's twin pupils trembled. He should have been the one to go; Huo Li...
Huo Li Da Ming Wang displayed the bearing of a Demon Clan Supreme, his immense demonic power surging with great momentum. He charged headlong towards the bone gate from which desolate beasts continuously poured, his fists clenched, channeling all his demonic power into this single strike.
Various desolate beasts roared, changing direction, all lunging at Huo Li Da Ming Wang. Countless desolate divine powers struck Huo Li Da Ming Wang’s body, and the desolate beasts also pounced on him, tearing at him ferociously.
Huo Li Da Ming Wang ignored it all, using his ten-thousand-foot body to block the entire desolate beast army, bringing them crashing towards the bone gate.
BOOM!!!
The void of the universe cracked, the star river shattered, and explosions and falls occurred one after another.
This was the rage of a Demon Clan Supreme, the fury of Huo Li Da Ming Wang. He did it for no one, not for He Li, not for Chong Ming. He did it for the Demon Clan. Chong Ming was right; when he was still a young demon, the Supremes had sheltered them. Now that he had achieved half-step Supremacy, he should do something for those young demons.
In the future, when other Supremes emerged from among the young demons, they too would do something for their descendants. A great race, was it not passed down from generation to generation like this?
ROAR!!!
Above the battlefield, a ten-thousand-foot magma ape roared. His eyes burned like fire, fierce and explosive. His roar vibrated through this epoch,
as if to say, the Demon Clan had not perished, the Demon Clan would prosper again, eternally immortal.
"Huo Li!" Chong Ming roared, disbelief filling him. His brother, who had been fighting alongside him moments ago, was gone in an instant, without even a word.
He stood there stunned, his mind blank, then immense sorrow filled his heart, a sharp pain. What kind of Supreme was he, if he couldn't protect his kin?
Huo Li Da Ming Wang's figure vanished. A fiery red bead shot out from the exploding flames, floating before Chong Ming.
Chong Ming reached out and caught the fire bead. He suppressed his grief, forcing himself to pull himself together, carefully storing the fire bead, and then turned to shout at Jia Zhi, "You accompany me to the left flank to clear out the desolate beasts and relieve the pressure on the God Clan army!"
"Alright!"
Jia Zhi flipped backward, transforming into a giant armored tiger, leaping through the starry sky and charging towards the left flank of the battlefield.
Xia Min’ao witnessed all of this. Huo Li Da Ming Wang's death was so resolute, something he had not anticipated. His heart filled with grief, but he dared not show it. What he needed to do now was to leverage the momentum of Huo Li Da Ming Wang's death to stabilize the battlefield.
At the same time,
his heart began to pound. That person should have arrived by now. Why hadn't they made a move yet?
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